Original subtitles

Do you see ghosts, Jackie?

[Jackie] Set this place up 20 years ago.

What happened 20 years ago?

I was a big, rich, sexy dealer of cocaine.

You got out of the game. Every gangster's dream.

Very few accomplish it.

But something won't let you settle for that.

I'm going to destroy the Demons.

[The Don] You promised to solve your problems discreetly.

There was a shooting at a market.

Some guy, flayed in a nightclub.

Who is your leader?

The head Demon is Friedrich Mahler.

Checked your crypto accounts recently?

You know my money is all snug with Poltergeist.

[Karenina] I find their server silos.

By tonight, you are penniless.

Wave at the camera!

Target entering kill zone.

What the fuck?

[gunshots]

Oh!

[news report plays on TV]

Enough is enough. This city is closed for Jackie Price.

[sea birds call]

[animal bleats]

♪ And now they're trying to take my life away ♪

♪ Forever young, I cannot stay, hey! ♪

♪ On every corner, I can see them there ♪

♪ They don't know my name, they don't know my kind ♪

♪ They're after you with their promises ♪

♪ Promises of love ♪

♪ They're after you...

[animals bleat]

[groans]

Oh...

Oh...

Bloody hell.

["The Price You Pay" by Ladyhawke plays]

♪ There she goes, with a fire in the heart of her woes ♪

♪ She know what she do and she know what she running from ♪

♪ Running back, to the demons that are hard on her track ♪

♪ She hear what they say but she know where they coming from ♪

♪ Listen to me baby, I don’t wanna fight ♪

♪ Get too near, I’ll never fear, then set it all alight ♪

♪ Run, run, run as fast as you can ♪

♪ I'm not here to hold your hand ♪

♪ Money don't talk, but I sure can ♪

♪ I'm taking out the trash like the garbage man ♪

♪ Run, run, run as fast as you can ♪

♪ I'm taking it back to where it all began ♪

♪ Any last words before you die? ♪

♪ That’s the price you pay, the price you pay ♪

♪ Where do I begin ♪

♪ To tell the story of how great love can be? ♪

♪ The sweet love story that is older than the sea ♪

♪ Where do I start? ♪

♪ Where do I begin to tell the story of how great love can be? ♪

♪ The sweet love story that is older than the sea ♪

♪ Where do I start...

[house creaks]

[creaking]

[exhales gingerly]

[grunts softly]

[water gurgles through pipes]

[grunts softly]

grunts]

[exhales]

[breathes deeply]

[grunts]

The little prick.

[clanging, metal squeals]

[dogs bark]

[clanging]

[dogs continue barking]

[clanging]

- [indistinct] Oh! - Shit.

Oh, hiya, love.

I didn't know you were getting married.

I didn't know you were in Wales.

What happened to my house, Dad?

Well, they're tearing it down.

They're gonna put up a bigger and shittier estate here.

But this was my house, you know, before you bought it.

Oh, no, no, no, no, no. Actually, it was my mum's house.

You were never fucking here.

What happened to you? You look absolutely terrible.

I've been shot.

Huh.

What's your fucking excuse?

Go on, give me a hug.

Oh, piss off!

So, what, you're still holding out on me?

What, after, what was it? 20 years?

You look like a fucking tramp.

Why are you living like this?

Well, some of us are obliged to make do and mend.

You've gutted the place.

Do not be deceived. I got a good price for those copper pipes in there.

And I sold one sink as-new.

I set you up with a villa in Crete, on the beach.

Yes. Set me up or abandoned me?

- You're supposed to be over there, Dad! - I was!

But it was just sadly curtailed by a misunderstanding

with some brutal locals.

And what about the villa?

It's gone, isn't it?

You gambled it away, didn't you?

Why are you here, Dad?

You always hated Swansea.

Never shut up about my mum trapping you here.

Yeah, well, I fucking do hate Swansea!

Well, guess what! Swansea fucking hates you.

How could it ever compare with my own dear, sweet, bonnie Strathbungo?

But I tell you what, in the end,

I think you and me are both here for the same reason.

And what's that?

That when the world kicks you hard in the nutsack,

it's home.

So...

...how about that hug, eh?

I'm not bloody hanging around you.

You Scottish scum!

[distant bang]

What was that?

Eh...

Probably just the wind.

[crashing, glass breaks]

[rummaging]

Oi! Who the bloody hell are you two?

Huh?

Who's the cunt in the wedding dress?

What did you just call me?

I haven't got time for any bollocks, right?

Where the fuck is Ewan Price?

He's in the tank out the back.

Right

Aled.

Col, you keep an eye.

Be careful, he's got a screwdriver.

[woman] Aled, will you get a hold of him?

- [Aled] Get inside! - [Ewan shouts indistinctly]

[woman] Would you just shut the fuck up?

[Ewan shouts]

Next time I'll throw you off the fucking roof, alright?

Where's Dai's money?

What? I've given it to him already.

He just must have forgotten about it.

- Ai! Oh... - Don't fucking lie to me, alright?

Dickheads have been lying to me all my life.

She does get proper stabby with liars.

Even with us.

Will you ever lie about flushing my bog again, Col?

No. So, you haven't got Dai's money, then, I take it?

Not physically on me at the moment,

but she will.

She's posh. Look at that dress.

How much does he owe you?

- Fifty. - I haven't got fifty grand on me.

- Fifty grand? - [laughs] I told you she was posh.

You're doing this for fifty quid?

No, I'm doing this because people shouldn't take the fucking piss.

And for fifty quid.

No one asked you.

[Aled] So what do we do now?

We're gonna call Dai, and see what he wants doing.

Talking about piss, could I go upstairs just for a minute?

- The old prostate is... - [woman] Oh, shut it!

Col, you tie these two up.

I'm gonna call Dai.

[grunting]

[phone rings]

[line rings]

[whispers] Oh, my God!

So what's the plan?

Don't drag me into your shit, Dad.

You're the only one that can help me.

This Dai fellow will kill me.

Well, you can get what's coming to you.

[line rings]

Could you get me fifty quid?

I've got no cash.

Cards are fine, they're happy to take people down to the ATM.

[line rings]

If you say we're related, I'll scram your eyes out.

[call rings out]

Oh, for fuck's sake.

I'm getting out of here.

Right, well, you lock that door and take the key.

Dai's not answering. He'll be down Funsies.

Shall we take him down there, then?

Don't be a prick. Once he gets started, he'll be there all day.

Can't really interrupt that.

Oh, nobody wants a massive bollocking. So what's the plan, then?

I'll text Dai, tell him to come later, when he's done.

He'll want to know what the fuck's going on here.

Because something's fucking going on, innit?

Look, I'm quite happy to nip down to the corner shop

and get some ciders If anyone's thirsty, you know?

Just so long as one of you pick up the tab.

Have a swig of this if you're thirsty.

Eh, no. I'm okay for...

lighter fluid.

But Dai asked me to bring it, especially for you.

Who is this Dai, then?

What happens when he gets you?

Why don't you show her?

That was Dai.

Seems like a big fish in a small pond.

Well, it don't matter, 'cause it's his pond, innit?

Right lads, settle in. Might be a while.

And do what?

Same thing we always do when there's fuck-all else to do.

[sniffs]

That's not fucking happening

Look, what do I say about being professional?

Does he ever talk?

Colin's more of a listener.

[woman] Yeah, but when he does speak, he's worth hearing.

He's like a fucking...

Confucius.

Or a less dyslexic Yoda.

Did I ever tell you about the time that me and Howard Marks

smuggled 90 kilos of wacky baccy through from Morocco?

- Shut up. - We were both wanted men...

- Shut it! - ...at the time, so we were...

You tape his mouth up.

Even his breathing's too loud.

- It is and all, isn't it? - Isn't it?

- Go on, Col. - Oh, no, I... No need.

- Tape him up. - OK. Oh, there's no need for that.

Just quiet as a mouse. Quiet as a mouse, quiet as a mouse.

No! [muffled]

[in Welsh] Thanks a lot.

Can I ask you something?

Why do you smoke such minging shit?

[laughs]

What did you just fucking say?

It's all seeds and stalks, isn't it?

And it smells rancid.

That's Gorseinon Green you're talking about.

Best in fucking Wales.

I grew that. It costs a one-er a quarter.

But it makes you too munted.

Well, I like getting too munted.

- What if you don't want that? - Well, who doesn't want that?

The person selling it.

The slower it works, the more you smoke.

That's just crap fucking gear.

Not if it's something you can ride all day but never get knocked down by it.

Something that unleashes your thoughts

but quashes the paranoia.

Aw! That does sound lush.

Like the caress of a smoky blanket of cuddles.

Will you shut up?

What kind of shit are you talking about?

Afghan Black.

Hash?

Old-school's the best school.

[woman] Right. So you're telling me

this all-conquering, all-healing, all-gently-fucking-stoning gear

is the best in the world?

No, what I'm saying is

it's the mother.

And that crap you're smoking is the weakling child.

Bollocks.

Don't have to take my word for it.

You can try some yourself if you like.

["Money Dance" by Juice Menace plays]

It's almost too beautiful to smoke.

["Somewhere Over There" by Deyah plays]

[Aled] I was visiting my dad,

when I'm like eight or nine.

And I'm looking at his vending machine stood right there in front of me.

And there's all these options, Fruit Pastilles, bags of crisps.

One of those Lion bars is growling out at me!

- [lion roars] - And then I see it,

an empty section with just the twisty bit that pushes everything out from behind.

And I'm thinking, "What happens if I pick that?

"What happens if I dial those digits?"

So I stick in my money, reach for the buttons,

and just fucking do it.

I type in the number of the empty compartment.

And?

It twisted around like it normally does.

Except

nothing fell down for me to get

because...

there was nothing there in the first place to get.

And I lost all my money.

Oh.

That's harsh.

But predictable.

I always think of that.

It's the first time I made an adult decision, you know?

With real-life consequences.

Mm. Yeah, I made my first big decision when I was eleven.

I got a bus up here on my own from London, to see my bamps. Hm.

When was that, then?

[exhales] I don't know. Like, uh...

- What year was that, Bamps? - [murmurs]

Sorry, I can't hear you?

[laughs]

Why do you call him Bamps?

Why do you think? He's my fucking grandfather, isn't he?

[laughs]

[woman] So he says.

[muffled] Jesus...

You know, people have been fucking lying to me all my life, so...

What's your name?

What the fuck's it to you?

Hm?

[Aled] Oh, your bamps pissed himself.

[woman] Well, get him fucking clean, then.

Why do we have to do it?

Because I'm telling you to.

He'll stink up the place.

I'll do it.

I want to get out of my wedding dress anyway.

Come on.

Let's clean you up.

[murmurs]

All right.

Go on, Col. Keep an eye.

Dai'll be on his way soon.

[recorded voice] Get ready to drive!

[engine revs]

[recorded voice] Three, two, one! Ride!

You Scottish piece of shit!

- Ow! - It's her, isn't it?

- Huh? - [stammers] Who? No. Who?

Who do you mean?

She said London. She's the right age.

Oh, this is what's made you go doolally, is it?

She's my Gwen, isn't she?

Where did you find her? Eleven years ago, where did you bloody find her, Dad?

Our stricken family was in need of healing.

Bullshit. You did it for the fucking benefits money, didn't you?

You leeched off her like you leeched off my mum.

I've never had your kind of cash.

You were so stingy to me.

She had a life. She had a real family.

Do you think I didn't want to see her? Huh?

Every day, it killed me.

So you should be happy now.

[Jackie] You swore you wouldn't. I swore I wouldn't.

You should have left her alone, Dad, like I have to.

Do you think I didn't want to see her?

Are you sure you... Shouldn't be grateful to me, love?

You know, you, right, I want to see you die.

And if I don't,

I'm going to do it my bloody self.

Oh, yes.

There she is,

the monster I spawned.

Bastard!

She's just shown up, asking questions in a wedding dress.

I like her. And the dress.

She looks fucking mint in it.

Yeah, but she thinks she's clever, though, don't she?

Trying to get us all stoned.

Look, I know you'll hate me saying this,

but when you smoke,

you do tend to get a bit... paranoid.

[Ewan groans]

Paranoid?

You're not paranoid if everyone's always fucking with you.

- Go check on them. - Yeah.

Bastard!

- Fuck. - [groans]

[groans]

Should try more fibre.

[Ewan] Oh, shit... [groaning]

Gwen wants you both downstairs.

I hate you.

How come you're so good at rolling if you don't actually smoke?

I learned to roll from my mum.

First time I ever bought drugs was for her as well.

For her pain.

She got cancer when I was 13.

The only thing I could do to help her, really.

Where was your dad?

Nowhere.

He used to fuck off every few months.

Only came back when the money ran out.

Oh, steady, there.

The man's not here to tell his story.

May well be a tale of cruel luck and noble intention.

[both] Bullshit.

So he was a Swansea boy, was he?

No.

He was just a blow-in.

Said he worked on the oil rigs.

No doubt that was more shit to charm the pants off my mum.

Well, none of us were there, so you don't know that.

And anyway, I would be ashamed to have a daughter

who was so quick and merciless to judge.

Let she who is without sin

cast the first stone.

Huh?

What about your mum?

Whoops.

That's what they call a no-go area of discussion.

What's it to you?

Well, you asked me about mine.

Adopted, wasn't I?

Couldn't stand my family so I ran away when this fucker found me.

Didn't know he was only using me to get benefits.

And my mum, well, you know, she...

Bamps said she ditched me because she was fucking lazy.

Oh, no, I don't think I was as hard as that.

Yeah.

Lazy?

[Gwen] Mm.

She didn't want to do the nights, the feeding, the changing.

She... just didn't want the hassle

of giving up her life for someone else's.

Why are you looking at me like that?

Like what?

Pretending you give a shit.

No one ever gave a shit about me.

And I'm not having it off fucking Bridezilla.

[chuckles]

[phone chimes]

Dai's on his way.

Oh, thank fuck. I'm starving.

Let's get this shit done and get a Chinese.

Yeah, do you know what? I'm starving too.

He's got some tomato soup in the kitchen.

Oh, sorry, my cans are out of bounds.

Dai'll be fucking hungry when he gets here,

so crack some fucking cans.

Unless you want his other initial on your chest.

- Who fancies a mug of soup? - [Ewan stammers]

- There's barely any left! - We're having it.

And you're helping.

This is what's going to happen, OK?

When this Dai turns up, I'm going to tell him I'm good for your debt.

Why didn't you say so earlier?

Because, amazingly, this is not about you.

And then you'll tell Gwen that you're her mum.

Yeah.

Sometimes it's better to let sleeping dogs lie.

Especially when the dog is a deranged rottweiler.

Don't you ever call her that.

What do you know? Never faced up to anything in your life.

Well, denial is shamefully underrated.

No one has ever died of it.

No, they just waste away.

Find me a pot.

[phone chimes]

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!

Where the fuck did you get this?

Huh?

I don't know, some fella down the pub.

Bullshit.

I know these people.

They'll kill anyone to get to me.

You fucking tell me. You fucking tell me now.

It was... It was couriered to me last week.

It was quite mysterious. I was going to tell you.

How did they find you?

I don't even know who they are.

How did they know you were here?

I might have used this address for certain credit arrangements.

Fucking idiot!

They wanted you to tell them when I was here, right?

Fuck!

Uh, don't...

Might be a bit late, love, anyway.

I think I phoned them earlier.

[whispers] Fucking bastard!

Do you know, these Demons, right,

they don't beat you up for 50 quid.

They come after you like the devil.

They kill everyone.

They were quite polite on the phone.

- When did you call them? - It was right after you got here.

Right. Okay. Okay.

[dogs barking]

Dai's coming.

And we still don't know who she is or why she's here.

He's not going to be happy.

It's fine. I'll get her talking.

I heard something, when they were upstairs.

- I was going to save it for Dai. - What?

Well, go on, mate. What'd you hear?

She called him...

Dad.

Oh, what you going to do?

Oh, shit.

So who the fuck are you?

I'll just be in the lounge.

No, no.

When's your birthday, Gwen?

Don't tell me.

2nd of June?

Twenty years ago, you were born in St Thomas' Hospital in London.

How do you know that?

I'm your mum.

[dogs bark, engine approaches]

You hear that outside?

- Honestly, Gwen, fucking listen! - All right!

So what is it, then?

You just shown up after 20 years to play fucking mum?

No, Gwen. Please, you've got to listen to me, love, okay?

There are people coming here right now to kill me.

They're worse than Dai, and they're going to kill all of you.

I'm not going to let that happen, all right? Because I've just found you.

I just got you back. But you've got to listen to everything I say.

Everything I say.

It's not funny.

It is a bit funny, actually.

Why aren't you laughing?

Whatever's happening here, Dai will want his shit sorted first.

You know how he gets, Gwen.

[engine approaches]

- Gwen! - Okay!

You know, I've always wondered what I'd do if we met.

When this gets done,

if you're still breathing...

...I am burning this place down with you fucking in it.

[Aled] Gwen! He's here.

[engine revs]

Don't open the door, Gwen.

- Don't open the door. - Get off!

All right, Dai?

Gwen!

- [gasps] - [Jackie] Down!

What the fuck?

Aled! Fuck.

- I'm not fucking sitting here! - No, no, no, no!

Col!

This is all your fault, Dad.

I didn't know they were real bad guys.

I thought they were just going to put the frighteners on you.

I'm still going to kill you. I'm not even joking.

Right.

We'll have to get into the back lane. It's overgrown there.

He'll have to come down to get us. This will give us more time.

You know what that means.

- We need to use my smuggler's hatch. - What?

It's in the kitchen, on the back wall behind the bin.

It just takes you through there into next door's garden.

And then, up on the fence, my bike is parked for your speedy getaway.

- There's three of us, Dad. - We won't make it.

Uh! If you go through that front door, you're fucking dead.

I've got an idea. I'm working on something.

Where are you going?

Gee whiz.

I've got something in mind.

I've been a shit father.

I've been an even more shit grandfather.

You've been dependably shit, Dad. Thanks for admitting that.

I was terrible to your mother. She was the love of my life.

And I'm really sorry

for every single thing I've done to you.

So, right.

You two...

out the kitchen...

- Let's go. - ...through the hatch.

Right. And hey, hey!

Hey.

Remember me.

Like this.

Let me go first.

[grunts]

Gwen. Gwen!

Gwen!

Come on, you fuckers!

Let us have it!

Bamps! Stop!

[high-pitched ringing]

[metal creaks]

[ringing fades]

[footstep]

[house creaks]

[coughing]

Uh... [gasps]

Wait, wait, wait.

I'll help you find her.

[Friedrich] How so?

I want her dead, too.

She abandoned me. She fucking ruined my life!

- [gun cocks] - No!

[whimpers] Wait, wait.

No, no, no!

No! Uh...

I'm her daughter.

You're in a gang, right?

I want out of this shithole.

How about I help you?

[Jackie gasps softly, whispers] Oh, Gwen!

Please.

Come.

[exhales]

Sorry, Dad.

["Here She Comes" by Bonnie Tyler plays]

♪ She begins to steal the light ♪

♪ Confusion throws another mystery ♪

♪ It's out of focus with the eyes ♪

♪ So now you wonder is this just a dream? ♪

♪ Uh-huh, hmm ♪

♪ Here she comes, here she comes ♪

♪ She's gonna cause a sensation now ♪

♪ And just between you and me ♪

♪ I think she'll soon have you temptation-bound ♪

♪ Suppose? Who knows? She's not above suspicion...

[Jackie] Yeah, old-school's the best school.

♪ ...maybe on some kind of secret mission ♪

♪ Better listen ♪

♪ Somewhere, somehow ♪

♪ There's still some pieces missing ♪

♪ I sense, I feel, trust my intuition ♪

♪ Don't rush into your decision ♪

♪ Now here she comes, here she comes ♪

♪ She's gonna have you at her beck and call ♪

♪ So why refuse? Yeah, why contend? ♪

♪ When all resistance is impossible ♪

♪ Somewhere, somehow ♪

♪ There's still some pieces missing ♪

♪ I sense, I feel, trust my intuition ♪

♪ Don't rush into your decision ♪

♪ She's gonna have you at her beck and call...

[song continues]

["Here She Comes" ends]

[choral music plays]

[music ends]